Thanks for the reviews. Sorry about not updating often. I do have college classes during the week then I work on the weekends. I'll try my best to update. I'm also currently catching up on seasons for a tv show. Just what I need another fandom to consume my life: P :). The struggles of a fangirl. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

Narrator POV

Set walked around his office when he hears the door opening. He looks in the direction. "Do you have any good news?" He asks.

"There was a spy assigned to help escort Sadie to her father," The guy says to Set.

"How did they find out about it?" Set asks.

"We must have a spy inside our base," The guy says.

"Figure out who this spy is and bring him to me," Set asks. "Figure out who the spy is helping Sadie also."

"We know who it is," The guy says. "You're not going to like it though."

"Who is it?" Set asks.

"It's your son. Anubis." The man says.

"We're going to give new orders," Set says. "Tell the hunters to find them and bring them back to me alive."

"Yes sir," He says and leaves the room.

Set looks out the window of his office. With his hands in his pockets.

Anubis's POV

I wake up and look around. The sun was just starting to rise. It was still dark outside. I look over at the bed where Sadie was. She was still sleeping. She was laying on her back. Her head resting on the pillows with her hair falling around her. She had one of her hands resting on the pillow next to her and the other resting on her stomach. The blankets went up to her waist. She was wearing a black tank top with her necklace falling on her arm. I could see her chest rise and fall from her breathing. I shake my head. She was my mission. I must get her home safe and alive. She was pretty which was why most of the other guys wanted to take this mission. They knew I wouldn't put my feelings first because of my determination to make sure Set didn't get his way.

I get up and I go to the bathroom. I change into jeans, a t-shirt, and a black sweater. I finish getting ready and come back out to see Sadie standing by the door to the balcony looking outside. "I'm sorry," I say. "Did I wake you up?"

She turns around. "No," She says.

"I'm going to go downstairs and grab some breakfast. I'll grab you something while you get ready to leave." I say.

"Alright," She says. "Thanks."

I head downstairs. I get in the elevator and head down. I grab a couple bagels and some bottles of water and I head back to the elevator. I get in and click the button for the floor we were on. At last minute, someone gets in the elevator. He had black jeans and a black jacket. I could see the tattoos on his neck. I see him reach into his jacket. I look and see a gun in the inside pocket. He was a worker for set. He pulls the gun out and aims at me. I duck as he shoots. I drop everything and then grab his arm and push him against the wall causing him to drop the gun. He wraps an arm around my neck and tries to strangle me. I flip him over. He hits his head on a bar and gets knocked out. The elevator opens to the floor. I get out and run down the hall to the door. I open it and see Sadie putting on her jacket. She looks at me.

"Where's breakfast?" She asks.

"We have to leave," I say. "Now."

"What happened?"

"Sets people are here," I say. "I almost got killed in the elevator."

I quickly pack my bag while Sadie packs hers. Once were ready we go out the door. I lead her to the staircase and we quickly make our way down to the main floor. I open the door to the stairway and see more of set's people standing in the lobby. I close the door.

"They're in the lobby," I say. "We're going to have to sneak out the back. Stay close."

I open the door and let Sadie go first. I follow her to the back exit. Once we are out I go around the corner. There were two black cars that belonged to set. One of the guys sees me and calls to the others. I turn around and run. Sadie and I start running down the street. I can hear the footsteps of the guys behind us. We turn a corner into and ally. We turn another corner until we reach a dead end. I turn around to run back but they caught up.

"Nowhere to run now," One of them say.

One of them comes over and I start fighting him. I punch him multiple times. He slams me into a wall. I kick him in the stomach and he falls to the ground. "Stop or she dies!" Another one yells.

I stop. I see Sadie being held with a knife to her neck.

"Let her go," I say.

"Someone detain him!" The guy with Sadie says.

I look at Sadie as they put my hands behind my back. Sadie had her hands on the man's arm trying to keep the knife away from her neck. They take us over to the van they had around the corner. They put us into the back. Sadie and I had our hands tied behind us with rope.

"I'll figure out how to get us out of here," I say to Sadie. I look around. The back was separated from where the guys were sitting driving.

"Need help," Sadie says. She had her hands out of her ties. She pulls a knife out of her boot.

"How did you get out?" I ask.

"I told you I know how to handle myself." Sadie says. "They didn't tie the rope very well. It was easy."

She sits down next to me and cuts the rope around my wrists. I look around. "Now how do we get out?"

"There's only two guards in the front. If they stop we can sneak out." Sadie says.

"If they both leave the van unattended," I say. "Which is probably not going to happen."

After a couple of hours the van stops. I look out the heavily tinted windows. We could see out but no one could see inside. One of the guy's head inside the gas station. The other one heads to the bathrooms. I open the door and Sadie and I quickly get out. We hide on the side not facing the building. We run to the nearest ally. I hear one of the guys shouting. I look behind us and see that one of the guys were chasing us. We turn a corner and keep running. Sadie was ahead of me. One of the guys tackle me to the ground. I feel a sharp pain in the side of my arm. I shout.

"Anubis!" Sadie yells.

"Sadie Run!" I shout.

The guy who tackled me punched me in the face. I hear him shout before he punches again. I open my eyes. Sadie had kicked him in the side and he was rolling on the ground in pain. Sadie helps me up. She turns a corner and we were in an ally way. Sadie stops at a door and kicks it open. She runs in and I follow. I shut the door and we stand together in the small doorway. Sadie was only inches away from me. She was looking down at the ground. I looked through a crack in the door. I watch as the two guys run by. The one was still holding his side from being kicked by Sadie. I look back at Sadie when the guy stops. I hear his footsteps get closer to the door. Sadie and I look at each other. After a minute we hear his footsteps fade away. I hold my arm. I feel blood.

"Great," I say.

"What?" Sadie asks.

"They cut my arm," I say. "I'll be fine. I just need to wrap it up once we get somewhere safe."

"I think we're safe here," Sadie says. "It looks like an abandoned hotel. We should fix your arm now before you lose more blood."

I set my bag down that we managed to grab before running from the trailer. I sit on a chair and Sadie takes a seat next to me. I take my sweater off and Sadie looks at my arm with the flashlight.

"This is a really deep cut," Sadie says. "You're going to need stitches. Do you have stuff to do that?" She asks.

"I do," I say. "But I can't stitch my arm up so were going to have to take me to a hospital."

"It's not safe," Sadie says. "They're out there looking for us still. The hospital is going to be the first place they check because they know your injured. Besides, I can do it."

"You know to do stitches?" I ask.

"Yeah," She says. "I told you. I could manage by myself. My father is the only one with the problem."

I pull out the first aid kit and she starts setting up. She goes to the bathroom to see if she can get some water to clean my arm off with. She comes back with a bucket and a rag. She starts stitching my arm.

"How do you know how to do this?" I ask.

"One of my friends," She says. "Jaz, she likes to help people when they get injured at school. She would help the nurses. She taught me once when I got my leg cut by trying to jump a fence."

"Why did you try to jump a fence?" I ask.

"Because," I say. "I tried to sneak out past curfew at school and was trying to run back when I cut my leg. I didn't want anyone to know I snuck out so I had Jaz do it. She showed me in case it happened again."

"You seem to know a lot about running away and hiding from people," I say. "You know they would be at the hospital looking for us."

"I'm used to running away," Sadie says. "I always tried to run away from my grandparents until I decided to go to a boarding school. They didn't trust my father to take care of me because he couldn't keep my mother safe. I was separated from him and Carter for a long time."

"I'm sorry about your mom," I say. "I know she was killed by Set."

"Set's an evil man," She says.

"I became a spy to destroy Set." I say. "I want to take him down. I will make sure he doesn't get his way. He won't get to you on my watch."

"You seem to have a lot of hate for Set," She says.

"More than you could imagine," I say. I avoid telling her who my father is. If I told her she wouldn't trust me to get her to safety.

We sit in silence for a little bit. "You're all stitched up," She says. I watch as she wraps a bandage around the parts of my arm where the cut was.

"We should probably get going," I say. "I can probably rent us a vehicle." I get up and start putting my jacket on. She grabs my arm.

"You need to rest," She says. "You lost a lot of blood. Let's just stay here for the night and we will head out early in the morning."

"What about something to eat?" I say. "You can at least let me go find something to eat?"

"I'll go get something," She says. "You stay here. I'll be back soon."

"Be careful," I say. "If you're not back within a half hour I'll come look for you."

"I'll be back in 15 minutes," She says. "Just try to rest."

I should've argued with her. I could tell that she had everything under control. I watched as she ducked out of the door and left. I lay down on the couch using my sweater as a pillow. I stare up at the ceiling waiting for Sadie to return.

Thanks for reading, again sorry for not updating. School is just more important. I haven't forgotten this story. I've rewritten this chapter so many times because I didn't know how I wanted it to go. I will be trying to post more. I'm also almost caught up on the tv show I started watching so I'll have more time on my hands.